I got the same thing in St. Murtel. [ Which hadn't been particularly reassuring as to what might have been happening, but Steve's smart enough to know when he should move on or stick around. ] I followed them as far as I could, but. [ He shakes his head as if to say no good. Steve was pretty fast on foot, but not nearly enough to keep up with whatever vehicle they'd shoved the guy into.

He's quiet for a second or two, rubbing at his jaw. ] Someone's always willing to talk though. It's just a matter of where to start looking first.